This isn't so much about diving as it is about a cool outing from my past. You see, for their 9th birthday my twins wanted something cool. In trade for a birthday party they wanted to get their passports and then take a trip to Canada. This wasn't at all unreasonable and it would cost the same so Jill and I decided to go for it. As it turns out the problem would be finding a free day to take them.
Today was that day.
We got up early and headed out with a plan A and a plan B. The first goal was for the girls to see the USA from the Canadian side. The second goal was to see Fort Malden. The British Fort that launched the Battle of Lake Erie. I had a goal to take the girls to see a relic of my childhood, I was just not sure if it could be done without a boat. I was happy to say that it was both easier and better than expected.
The main goal for me was to see Boblo Island. An amusement park that my parents took us when I was little. I vaguely remember the first time that I was there but I really remember the year that I was finally 48 inches tall. That was the magical height where you could ride both the little kids rides and most of the adult rides. The girls were both about that age and height.
Our adventure started when we crossed the Ambassador Bridge over to Canada. The Jill, the girls and I all answered all the questions of the customs officer on the Canadian side and he was able to actually stamp their passports! We got over to Canada and to my dismay google maps didn't work over there (I had set it up so I thought that it would) so I had to use "the Force" to find my way around. Good thing that there were excellent signs to Amherstburg, Canada our ultimate destination for this go-around. We stopped briefly in La Salle, Ontario, Canada so the girls could get their first glimpse of Grosse Ile, the island that I grew up on and that they had visted often, as recently as yesterday. We were able to see some recognizable landmarks including the chapel that Jill and I got married in. They had fun in a park nearby playing on a "Canadian" Play set. The gravel underneath was the most noticeable contrast to the American, over-pasteurized play sets.
Traveling down the road a bit more we came to Amherstburg. This little town was pretty cool... there was a park overlooking the "hole-in-the-wall" and the entrance to Crystal Bay. All Relics from my childhood and adolescence. In Amherstburg we hit the first bump. I was hoping that the rumors of the closing of a favorite restaurant from the past were untrue since there were billboards advertising it on the way in. It was unfortunately all closed up. BUT! The ferry to Boblo was just past it and it was a whole lot easier than I expected it to be. We drove up just as the ferry was making its landing. I got out of the car and went and talked to the Captain as he was stepping off the Ferry. It seems that for $20 you can take your car across the river and drive through the neighborhood once. Then you could park the car and walk around the remnants of the amusement park at your leisure. There were some rules to follow and the weather was cooperative so it turned out to be an amazingly awesome experience. The only thing that I wish I would have done was to research it a little more ahead of time. There was a lot more there than I had anticipated. I relied on a 40 year old set of memories of a time that was long past. But the girls were thrilled and this was all about them after all. If you are one of the thousands of people who have visited Boblo in your childhood I highly recommend the visit. I think that next time I am going to do things differently. It seems that if you want to do a major photoshoot there you just have to pay a licensing fee of $100 and you can use your big camera. Since I didn't want to push it too much, not knowing what was there, I just walked around and shot pictures with my phone.
After an amazing couple of hours, and leaving some things for next time, we went for lunch in Amherstburg. This little town had a couple of taverns and restaurants and are right in the open and at the same time difficult to find. There isn't much in the way of parking so we parked and walked and found a delightful place called the Artesian Grill. Great food and the first change that Natalie and Oliva noticed in food. Sometimes Shirley temples are made differently and they were totally happy with the choice. They had been shown some of the differences, washrooms instead of restrooms, neighbours and other words spelled differently, the money differences and the KM/H on the speed limit signs but this one directly affected them. The best fries and amazing food. With Full bellies we headed for Forth Malden. Only to find that it was closed for the winter. Bummer. We headed out on a different mission. After filling the trunk of Jills car with Canadian Beer and Cider we zig-zagged through Windsor looking for a playground. The girls wanted one more run around a playset. No luck finding one though. Jill suggested Belle Isle and the day got a lot better.
We crossed back to the USA through the tunnel clearing customs was fun with lots of questions for the girls after I told the customs officer that this was their birthday present. He didn't have his stamp for their passports but he let us through without problems.
Off to Belle Isle.
Amazing day for a set of amazing kids. Cannot wait to do it again!!!